Chapter 1842: Daxie's palm pets 47
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The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love
- Grief Weiyang
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- 2021-01-29 11:13:35
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The wind gently blows through the sweet-scented osmanthus trees on both sides of the boulevard, bringing a sweet and elegant aroma.
A black Lamborghini whizzed at an alarming speed, and a harsh brake sounded in the exclamation and cursing of the crowd.
As the wing-like door lifted up, a pair of white sneakers suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.
"Wow, so handsome!"
"Who is he, is it a freshman? Why haven't you seen it before?"
"Don't grab me, he is Miss's dish!"
"Your dish? People can't see your face of cosmetic failure!"
The noise was screaming, and I finally pulled out Yan Baizhen’s irritability from the disappearance of her parents’ play.
Her curved apricots looked in the direction of the sound.
The mottled shades of the trees fell on the boy who was not far away.
The broken hair of the ink, the deep and cold scorpion, is somewhat hollow.
It seems that everything in this world can't make him move.
This man is a bit off-the-shelf, it will not be over, right?
Yan Baiyu flashed a touch of stunning, and then smacked his mouth.
Just want to try again to see if I can make a call, but she couldn't help but see that the boy became a straight thin lip and rose slightly.
The slender legs walked slowly toward her with a steady pace.
"Is he coming to me?"
"No, he just knew that he was laughing at me."
The two girls around Yan Baizhen screamed excitedly.
He... seems to be laughing at me?
Yan Baizhen looked at the two or three girls around her indefinitely, but found that their nephew suddenly became full of resentment and unwillingness.
"We finally met, little white."
The boy’s clear, spring-like voice suddenly sounded in her ear, which made Yan Baizhen startled.
When she just wanted to retreat, she was buckled by a strong and powerful long arm, and she was carried into his arms with a hint of grassy fragrance.
"Do you think that I was caught by me, but still escaped?" The indifference of the coming people brought a bit of banter.
"roll!"
Yan Baishao’s little face is red, and I don’t know if it’s mad or shy.
At the foot of a cross, she wanted to trip the boy who was doing his own hands.
However, the other side took advantage of her long legs and squeezed into her legs.
A little force, she was placed on the side of the banyan tree.
"Do you know what the last person who talked to me like this?"
The boy’s eyes sparkled with cool light, and he leaned over and gently put his head on the smooth forehead of Yan Baiyu, rubbing it.
"However, how can I be willing to pull your tongue out!"
The warmth of the lingering between his lips and teeth was sprayed on the white and rounded earlobe of Yan Baizhen.
The gentle tone seemed to give the girls all over the world.
But no one can hide the cruel killing in his eyes.
Damn it!
He is afraid that the visitor is not good!
The simple, ignorant breath of Yan Baizhen disappeared instantly.
A smart shoulder opened the boy's own restraint, raising his hand is a hand knife, trying to knock him down to the ground.
But the other side pulled the arm around her waist a little harder and lifted her up.
Throw up, squat on the shoulders, and stride toward the sports car that has not been turned off.
"You let me go! This uncle doesn't know you!"
Yan Baijun’s legs were detained, she could only wave her little hand and continually tore on the back of the boy.
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